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It boots not to tell of the loving prayers that welled from that true wife’s heart,
She sued with an angels holy power, a woman’s winning art,
Till that desp’rate man, with quick low sob, his weapon tossed away,
And promised, till came his Maker’s call, on this cheerless earth to stay.

Then sunshine lit up her wan white face and brightened her failing eyes,
Enkindling upon her marble cheek the glow of the sunset skies;
Closer she nestled unto his breast with a smile of childlike bliss;
“Already a foretaste of yon bright Heaven is given me, Will, in this!”

A little while and the lashes drooped, unstirred by life’s faint breath,
Whilst the sweet smile on the perfect lips was sealed, for aye, by Death.
With the second sunset he laid her in her lonely prairie grave,
Then joined a passing miner’s band that a friendly welcome gave.

But as time sped on, all, wond’ring, marked his silent, lonely ways,
And the brooding nature, recking naught for blame, nor mirth, nor praise.
At rudest tasks of the miner’s toil with fevered zeal he wrought,
But to its tempting golden spoils he gave nor word nor thought.

Soon want and toil and autumn rains brought fever in their train,
And Red Rock Camp resounded with delirious moans of pain;
And the healthy shrank from the fevered ones, with hard, unpitying eye,
And, heeding but their selfish fears left the sick, unnursed, to die.

Then unto the stranger in their midst, new hope and vigor came,
Enkindled swift in that nature grand by charity’s ardent flame;
He nursed the sick and buried the dead, by the dying watched, until
The grateful miners blessed the chance that had brought them “Parson Will.”

‘Twas thus they named him. Health returned to the stricken camp again.
One victim more the fever claimed–’twas he; nor grief nor pain
Could be discerned in those patient eyes, but they shone with a radiant light
As he whispered: “Joy and gladness come close after the cold dark night;
A few short hours, and from life’s dull chain will my weary heart be free,
Then, Angel Wife, my promise kept, I go to God and thee!”